The bars at these conjoined spaces (hi-dive and Sputnik) are two sides of the same coin — both a little worn and gritty, but still good for quick shots or planting yourself for the long haul. Since 2003, the hi-dive has been a refuge from crass commercialism and bland bars catering to the masses. Cheap, stiff drinks and a revolving door of creative talent have kept the music venue ahead of the game. Sputnik, on the other hand, offers a mid-century vibe, along with plenty of meatless fare — and perhaps a bottle of Jeppson’s Malört lurking behind the bar as a treat for homesick Chicagoans.